Sublime | Katherine Nielson
As I walked home from school, I paused to watch a falling leaf cross my path. It landed on the edge of the sidewalk. It teetered precariously, influenced by gravity and the breeze. To me the breeze was light, but for the leaf it was too much. It fell. Off it went into the flowing irrigation water below. Swept away with nothing to cling to, the leaf soon disappeared from my view leaving only the tranquil water behind. It left no trace of it's existence, but a soft memory for a girl, walking home one day from school.
posted by Katy Froyd | 10:20 AM
1 Comments:
Wow. That's a beautiful thought. A breeze doesn't do much to us, but to a tiny leaf, it can mean ending up in an entirely different place than it started out in. It's kind of like that whole butterfly effect thing. A tiny thing can have a bigger impact on the world around it than it ever imagined.
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